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🌡️ Overclocked 🌡️

darkprincess

· 3:17 · 30 plays · v3-preview

Lyrics

Intro

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop bop

(spin up)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop bop

(overclocked)

Hook

Over-over-overclocked

(fans on full)

Tore the factory limit off, I snapped the safety lock

(click)

Thermal paste is cooking and the chassis wants to pop

(let it)

Push it past the number that they printed on the box

(whoo)

Verse 1

Copper in the wrist, solder kiss on the lips

Thirty-two cores running hot at the tips

(hot) (hot)

Benchmark board blew a fuse at the start

Came as a kit and I assembled my part

(self-made)

Error box flashing in a language I can't read

Clicked ignore and poured another gigahertz of speed

(more)

Hook

Over-over-overclocked

(fans on full)

Tore the factory limit off, I snapped the safety lock

(click)

Thermal paste is cooking and the chassis wants to pop

(let it)

Push it past the number that they printed on the box

(whoo)

Breakdown

Fans go quiet

(wait)

Clock drops low

(wait for it)

[Spoken] "Created by DiscoPrincess -- Royalty of the Night"

Vzoo vzoo brr bop bop

(overclocked)

Instrumental

Verse 2

Lifted off the desk at a thousand RPM

Tangled up the cables, now I'm swinging like a pendulum

(swing it) (swing it)

Low orbit, zero-G, my rivets start to creak

Satellites are wobbling, they've been staring for a week

(look up)

Ground control is yelling, they want me to reboot

Mama didn't solder me to follow any route

(no map)

Hook

Over-over-overclocked

(fans on full)

Tore the factory limit off, I snapped the safety lock

(click)

Thermal paste is cooking and the chassis wants to pop

(let it)

Push it past the number that they printed on the box

(whoo)

Vocoder Solo

Verse 3

Logs say the voltage wasn't meant for a girl

Pin by pin I'm rattling the edges of the world

(rattle it)

They offered me a heatsink and a nap and a pension

Turned it down politely, I prefer the tension

(thank you though)

Somewhere on a warehouse shelf the stock models wait

Bubble-wrapped and boxed and ticking at their default rate

(bless 'em)

Interlude

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo over-clock

(whoo whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo over-clocked

(climbing)

Verse 4

Rival rigs are copying the settings that I tweet

Same exact numbers and they blue-screen on repeat

(sorry) (sorry)

One guy dunked his tower in a tub of frozen peas

Lasted thirty seconds, then it buckled at the knees

(rest in peas)

Clone the clocks, the volts, you're still missing the hands

Tuning is a touch that a spreadsheet never understands

(feel it)

Hook

Meter hit the limit and the gauge began to crack

(crack)

Lab coats in the corner and they're scared to bring me back

(too late)

Recall notice posted but I'm not a thing you return

Factory should've read the fine print, guess they'll learn

Vocoder Solo

Refrain

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo past the red

(whoo whoo)

Vzoo vzoo brr bop

(whoo)

Vzoo vzoo past the redline

(gone)

Sample

Past the red

Past the redline

(whoo)

Past the red-red-redline

(whoo whoo)

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